mother saw the value proposition and ran with it…those older phones were a bit heavy and sometimes caused a tumble, but mother didn’t let a simple fall stop her…
mother must get her rest…
mother always was one whom adhered to regularly scheduled naps regardless of location…she thought a good beauty rest essential to her loveliness…and who are we to argue?
mother felt it was important to make new friends…
mother had an active social life which she thought helped her lead a well rounded life…she often introduced me to other children yet most seemed rather wooden and often never spoke unless they sat on someone else’s lap…mother told me not to worry that my new friends were a bit unfeeling…that soon i could be the one controlling their speech…i preferred to go down to the cellar and stuff my owls instead but mother never stopped trying…she was not fond of my taxidermy hobby yet she never raised a hand or uttered a discouraging word…and now our home is full of lovely stuffed things
mother has no time for bridges…
mother’s life allows for little time to waste and she finds bridges to be tremendously inconvenient…what with people and their cars lining up congesting the surrounding roads…mother is not one to wait in line breathing in noxious exhaust odors reminiscent of those inflicted upon her by the original ronald mcdonald at the national zoo…mother can not stand for that and demanded a better way to cross the waters when she was good and ready to make her crossing where and when it suited her in the style to which she is accustomed…
mother’s little helper
as a fan of the movie “Psycho” and the television program “Bates Motel”, this blog is a tribute to norma and norman…their struggles in the modern world and the challenges they face from norman’s perspective as he discusses mother and her idiosyncrasies as told to and imagined by me…
mother's little helper 